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Tell me what you want daddy.
You know I don’t judge, I only listen and obey you…
You want me to go down on you, while you rest your head back and enjoy the sensations?
You want me on all fours? My ass up, ready for your use? To enjoy my warmth and wetness? Or my ass? Or both? You can have both daddy, you know that.
You want to go slow? Or ravage me?
Mark me with your bite marks, slaps and cum.
I know what I want…
I want you…
In any way I can…
So come and take me…
Please…
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Surprise Fuck (M/F, deceit, lie, bad girl, husband using) from eroticliterature
Matt groaned. He knew he shouldn’t. He knew he should tell her to leave but he couldn’t stop himself. He pushed Jen over the bed and spanked her hard on her ass, catching her by off guard.
‘Ouch!’ She gasped in surprise. With his hand still raised Matt froze, shocked by his own outpouring of anger. He stared at her wondering if he’d been too firm. Almost sensing his apprehension, Jen turned to look at him – her seductive smile beckoning him as she wiggled her firm buttocks in his eye-line.
‘Mmmm… someone’s a bit angry with me. Is that all you’ve got?’ She licked her lips, knowing he was watching her closely. ‘I think I’ve been a bit naughtier than just a light spank’.
I’m going to use you baby. Going to make you lay on the bed using just my soft voice that makes you moan, and then make you watch me strip. You won’t be allowed to touch me – or yourself – until I say. I’ll stand in front of you and start to stroke myself, teasing you until you’re so horny and not able to do a thing about it.
You moan, parting your legs wide and showing me that wet and wanting pussy as you imagine me getting onto the bed, getting on top of you…
I’ll make sure my cock throbs just above your pussy. Enough that one thrust of your hips would have me enter you….But you won’t. Because you’re my good girl.
“How do you feel about a man younger than you dominating you hmm? Does it feel good baby?”
You nod, distracted. Your hands flex – I can tell you want to guide me into your pussy so bad.
“You’re very distracted… Is there something wrong baby?”
[Chapter 13](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qj35gy/behind_the_mask_chapter_13_fm_incest_cousincousin/)
The arms around me were so warm, and I clutched them closer to me. I hadn’t felt such a thing in years, so having him with me here was a dream come true. My eyes opened as I slowly gained consciousness, my mind booting back up and going over those first few thoughts again. Peering down, I saw one of his arms around my waist, the other seat belted across my chest. Realization dawned on me, and I took a deep breath as I suppressed the reflex to freak out.
“Morning,” August murmured, sending goosebumps up my neck. Swallowing, I extricated myself from his embrace and stood woodenly, making my way to the chair at my desk. He sat up and pulled one of his legs up to rest his chin on his knee while I sat down. I put a hand to my face, closing my eyes actively maintaining composure.
I had given my virginity to him last night. It felt like losing the last piece of Jordan I had left. My heart felt heavy in my chest. Why did it feel like I was cheating? Jordan was dead. He was dead. My breath escaped me stuttered, and I choked back a sob.
Dog walking is an odd job and I love it for that. I have keys to million dollar homes. I’ve saved a client who was having a heart attack as I arrived. I’ve had to alter a route because a bear had wandered into the neighborhood (Midwest, not alaska). Ive experienced some weird stuff. One client in particular will always have my number though.
Her house was my second visit of the day. I hopped in my jeep to send a quick “On my way!” She didn’t reply to the text, but I did see her active on Facebook mobile liking something. When I got to her place I knocked and waited to be polite. Waited. Nothing. Knocked again, then let myself in. “Emily?” I call out at a pretty high tone. I know she’s home. No biggie. She’s probably busy. I got a job to do. I start looking for the dog. Normally he is downstairs pushing his nose at the door to go. Nowhere to be seen. Ok sometimes he’s upstairs. So I walk up the stairs to this landing right above the main door where I called out. “Hello???” The dog is laying on the couch and comes trotting over. I bend down to leash him and hear “oh hey! Sorry you caught me sleeping in.”
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*** Alana ***
These fucking bitches. These god damn bitches. They got ahead of me with servicing Chris and his needs during “stress relief” and him and Bella even managed to find something special together! I feel left out. I want in on the fun! I want to be fucked somewhere unfamiliar! I want a line of women looking at me with envy and disgust!
So Rox and Izz are both just talking about what they did, about the fun they had over at Chris work. I feel left out, probably because I am left out! That motherfucker hasn’t texted me for my turn yet, and I am not happy!
When Chris left for work this morning, he gave each of us a good-bye kiss. A quick peck on the lips, but I didn’t want to give him his. He looked at me and he just left. I am so pissed off, so pissed off! How dare he. How fucking dare he exclude me!
I hear my phone chime and it’s him! “1230” was all the text says. Is it the time? I think its the time. That’s a little after noon, should I bring him lunch too? I should, I really should. Burrito maybe? Yeah, I think that’ll do.
Naomi thinks she’s gorgeous as soon as she lays eyes on her, surrounded by people at the house party. Taller than she is – though that isn’t hard – all slim curves and slenderness, warm eyes, her brown skin set off by a cream dress. Her smile is infectious.
She hesitates before wandering up to her, joins the circle she’s chatting with. The stranger gives her a warm glance that lingers. Someone speaks to her, and she answers, a spark of light lingering in her eyes.
Naomi makes a joke and a few people laugh, but more importantly, she now has her attention again. She returns her gaze with all the boldness she can muster. They draw apart a little from the group.
‘Grace’ chats away, teasing her, and she flirts back. Naomi’s hand brushes hers, and she glances down to realise she’s been unconsciously moving closer to her. Naomi blushes. Should she step back…?
Then Grace pulls her into a kiss and she forgets her embarrassment and anxieties. Her lips are warm, soft, slightly parted. Naomi licks them, makes her laugh. They pull away for a breath and kiss again, deeper.
It’s been four weeks since Lu and I have left Taiwan after her husband was murdered.
She has taken my offer to travel with me, accompanying me back to the mainland. She’s been solemn the whole of our time, but that’s understandable.
I have done my best to be a friend to her, allowing her to do as she pleases, crying, staying in the room, whatever she needs.
But my journey must continue soon, the thumping feeling in my skull has returned, shouting for me to explore.
Two months have passed since, and my body yearns for lands unknown and pleasure immaculate.
Humanity is a strange thing to me now. I want to stay and help her grieve over her loss, but I simply cannot.
In the morning I shall ask her to accompany me on my next journey, if she says no I will continue forth on my own.
“Ready?” I asked.
I heard a low moan from under my hanging boobs. I leaned back, holding his dick in place as I lowered myself onto it. My mouth opened wide as a low gasp exited.
“Damn, that’s big,” I said as I felt it enter me. I felt it pushing its way deep into me as I slowly lowered more onto it.
I used his chest to balance myself as I began to bounce on top of it. “You can throw out that V card now,” I smiled down at him.
His hands squeezed my chest as I began to rock back and forth on top of him. “Tell me when you are going to cum,” I said as I began to rock harder. My breath was getting away from me as I rocked harder.
I leaned forward as I held the backboard. “Fuck,” I said, feeling his dick stretch my insides. I looked down at Winston; he had his eyes closed. “Open them,” I moaned.
Winston looked up at me as my large breasts swayed as I bounced, and rocked harder.
They drove us back into the city and to the bar. They followed us inside and to the back of the bar.
“Wait here,” Clyde said.
An old lady appeared with three men. “I see,” she said as she sat down. “Sit, it is over, sit.”
We both sat at what was a large table in the back room. There was the storage of food and beer all around us. She looked at us both through eyes of steel. Her long white hair fell down her back.
“You are good, you need a doctor?” she asked.
I shook my head. “Seriously?”
“Don’t be rude!” she snapped back at me.
I was shocked by the anger in her voice.
“Don’t!” the lady said as she pointed the finger at me. “Don’t sit there and think you are better than us!”
Winston looked back at me, shaking his head. I fell silent and sat back in my chair. The old lady lit a cigarette and sat back in her chair. The three men stood silently behind her.
“You think we are mean, that we do this for fun?” she asked as she looked directly at me. “You think your great country doesn’t do the same?”